Dublin City Workingman's Band born kicking and screaming dragged into the drink fuelled world of ballad driven Trad sticking a large middle finger up to the vapid manufactured advertisement driven live music scene jumping from faster jig to faster ballad you can feel the salty brine pouring over your head when they're singing South Australia or maybe its Ciaran's perspiration or maybe its his bodhrán sweating Christ I thought I heard his goatskin Read more on Last.fm